Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Japan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing H. Thieme to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Jandek,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
OOIOO,
Terry Callier,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Crispian St. Peters,
X-101,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Modern Lovers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Brass Construction,
Girls At Our Best!,
Panda Bear,
Minutemen,
Minor Threat,
New Age Steppers,
Al Stewart,
Ornette Coleman,
a-ha,
Pantytec,
Gichy Dan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Warsaw,
Livin' Joy,
PIL,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Harmonia,
Joey Negro,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yazoo,
Tom Boy,
Crime,
The Sonics,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jacob Miller,
Fifty Foot Hose,
La Düsseldorf,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ten City,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Idris Muhammad,
Patti Smith,
Eurythmics,
Mary Jane Girls,
Deakin,
Glenn Branca,
Big Daddy Kane,
Alton Ellis,
Arcadia,
Eric Copeland,
Main Source,
Isaac Hayes,
Brick,
Talk Talk,
The Stooges,
Terrestrial Tones,
Colin Newman,
Hasil Adkins,
Gerry Rafferty,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.